Sour cream

Sunday: satisfyingly aimless day — non-objective achieved. Though you did in fact clean out the shed. There’s now a place to vertically store the bike.

Spent the second half of the afternoon cooking Hungarian goulash to the sound of football commentary on Five Live. Forgot to serve up the sour cream. Instead it was teaspooned direct from carton to mouth at the end of the meal.


Those seagulls

wheeling overhead at day’s end:

what are they looking for?

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